They recognized their feelings, but the knight had been reincarnated as a fox cub

"Okay, I accept."

"A wise decision." The young nobleman seemed to have expected Fate to accept it.

A church guard is a clergyman after all, and his status is definitely higher than that of ordinary civilians.

As for the salary, this young noble had his own ideas. It was true that he gave Fate the basic salary of an apprentice clergyman, but he made Fate do the work of two people.

Besides, building the Dawn Cathedral was not their idea. It was funded by the Queen. As long as it can be built, they will use any amount of money they can afford. Hiring an adventurer with the ability to decide the fate of the mind to be a church guard can save costs and it would not be considered dereliction of duty. It would be a good thing.

"Well, just go to Batti City and give this letter to the godfather of the Dawn Church in the South City." As he said that, the young noble handed a letter he had written in advance to Fate.

Fate looked through it again and again, but could not see anything except the lacquer ink of the Barkley family.

By the way, what kind of church is Dawn Church?

Fate searched the knowledge in his mind and found that there was no such thing as "Dawn" among the gods worshipped by the empire.

Could it be that after his death, a new church emerged in the Kano Empire? ?

Fate didn't think much about it, took the letter and thanked him.

"Okay, it's almost noon, we should get on with our journey." The young noble got on the carriage and, escorted by a group of caravan guards, continued to move forward into the mountains and forests.

There will be no threat of goblins on the road ahead, so they can travel freely.

Fate glanced at the things loaded on the carriages of the convoy, which were wrapped in white cloth, and wondered whether he should tell them that the goblin nest outside the village had been destroyed and let them transport the spoils out.

After thinking about it, he decided not to say it out loud. After all, the spoils might not be theirs but might belong to other caravans.

Since we don't know who they belong to, it's better not to touch the stolen goods.

As for taking the stolen goods for himself, Fate had never even thought about it.

After asking the unhappy villagers around him for directions to Batti City, Fate found his bag of corn and set off while chewing the corn.

A villager, seeing that he wanted to walk to Batti City on his own two legs, recommended that he buy his own horse so that he could arrive before dark.

But Fate was not a fool. Having fought in wars for many years, he had come into contact with many good horses. He could tell at a glance that the old farmer was raising inferior horses and was just trying to cheat people.

Fate declined and continued on his way.

Under the scorching sun, a man walked on the mountain road. He walked quickly and non-stop. In addition, Ford Village and Batti City both belonged to the Earldom of Barclay and were not far apart. It took him two days, and he reached the south gate of Batti City at noon the next day.

The corn had just been eaten.

"Stop, where are you from and what are you doing?" When the guards saw Fate entering the city, they crossed their spears and stopped him.

"From Ford Village."

As Fate was speaking, the guard happened to catch a glimpse of the rusty and shabby iron sword hanging on Fate's waist, and a hint of contempt flashed in his eyes.

Why are there so many country bumpkins coming to the city recently?

After a routine search to see if Fate had any prohibited items, he was allowed in.

When I passed by the guard, I heard him mutter, "A farmer carrying a sword, are you afraid that bandits will rob you on the road?"

Fate didn't care. He entered the city and scanned this not-so-unfamiliar town.

He had been to Bati City once, but only once, so he was not familiar with Bati City and the surrounding areas.

but..........

It is indeed much better than the last time I came.

The last time I came here, most of the citizens here were pale and thin, with sunken eye sockets, and looked malnourished.

Fate still remembers those numb eyes.

The so-called art and civilization can only be derived when people have enough food and clothing. In the gloomy eyes of the people of the empire at that time, it seemed that the only thing that supported them to live was the instinctive desire to survive.

When people cannot even guarantee basic needs such as food, clothing and shelter, how can they think about other things? After eating a meal, of course, they think about the next meal.

The nobles laughed at the short-sightedness of the common people and the country bumpkins, but they did not think about who created their ignorance.

Chapter 20: 19~Do you understand Dawn Knight or do I?

On the streets, the endless stream of pedestrians look quite busy and are in a hurry. When they see acquaintances, they simply say hello and then go their separate ways.

As a more remote aristocratic territory, Batti City's economic prosperity is naturally not as good as the central administrative district of the empire, but it is still a municipality directly under the jurisdiction of Earl Barclay. After the empire's economy recovered, the quality of life has improved by more than one level compared to 20 years ago. It is a bit busy, but at least everyone has enough to eat.

Food is the most important thing for people. If they really can't survive, who would take the risk to do something that could cost them their lives?

This place has really changed a lot compared to many years ago.

Fate admired the scenery in the city. There were many more buildings in his field of vision, and the whole city looked full of vitality.

The streets were bustling with people and traffic. Passing the South City market and shops, Fate found the most iconic building in the South City, a white spire with a large golden bell hanging in the center.

The tower was about three stories high, and the courtyard was surrounded by an iron fence with white roses winding around it, similar to a monastery.

Fate curiously approached the building of unfamiliar architectural style, wondering which god was enshrined inside.

Could it be Torrenia, the ancestor of the empire, the god of war and kingship?

But the shape of this church is not similar. The church style of Torrenia is uniformly surrounded by purple roses, with magnificent black halls embellished with shining amethysts.

Not only is the main color of this church white, but it is also planted with white roses. From a distance, the whole church looks like a closed knight's iron helmet.

The more Fate looked at it, the stranger his expression became. The style and shape of this church were very different from those of the churches of other gods on the continent, although he thought it was well designed.

I don’t know if this was a Three No Gods established spontaneously by some people, but since it was tacitly approved by the local nobles, it should not be something too strange.

and..........

What surprised Fate was that this church was very popular. Although the citizens of Batti City were busy, they would often take time to visit this church and worship the gods inside.

This made Fate even more curious about what was enshrined in the church.

So, he took the letter given by the little noble, paid two copper coins as a believer's fee, and entered the church.

The church is based on a square diamond shape, with five white pillars on each side. The walls are decorated with many oil paintings, most of which are related to swords and armor.

Above the rows of prayer chairs, bright sunlight shines into the church through the glazed windows, covering the tall stone statue with a sword in both hands with a layer of colorful veil.

Facing the majestic and awe-inspiring statue of a knight made of flawless nightstone on the church platform, Fate fell silent.

.........Why does this armor look so familiar?

Didn't he say that the more he looked at this outfit, the more it looked like his Twilight Radiant armor?

So is it a coincidence, or do they look alike?

Is this an infringement?

"Good afternoon, may the light of dawn protect you, sir." A voice as clear as spring water caught Fate's attention.

Turning around, I saw a girl dressed as a nun standing next to me. She had her hands clasped together, gently holding a cross in her arms, with a warm and gentle expression.

"Well, good afternoon, Miss Sister." Fate nodded. For some reason, he felt that this nun was familiar, but he didn't think much about it.

"Sir, you are a stranger. Are you here to pray to the Knight Commander of Dawn or to confess your sins?"

"........ Knight Commander of Dawn?" Fate looked at the stone sculpture of the knight on the stage and was unable to react for a moment. "Which Knight Commander of Dawn is enshrined here?"

"Sir, you are such a joke. In the entire empire, no, in the entire continent of Arlen, can we find another Knight Commander of the Dawn?" The nun smiled softly with her hands covering her mouth.

"Of course, he is the pride of the Empire, the undefeated justice, the great hero who overcame all obstacles to save the suffering Arlen Continent, and the Knight Commander of the Dawn who was finally promoted to the rank of God."

".......Ah?" After hearing the nun's exaggerated description, Fate, who had been silent for a long time, said in a daze.

"Do you have any questions?"

“............No.” Yes, and a lot.

"You just said that he ascended to heaven?" Fate pointed to the stone statue in the center and said in disbelief.

"Sir, please do not point at the Knight Commander's statue. This is very rude."

"........Sorry." Fate put down his hand silently, although he couldn't figure out what was wrong with him pointing at the statue of the Knight of Dawn.

But this is someone else's territory. Although there are many complaints, we still have to follow their rules.

"That's right. After completing his mission and reshaping the world, the Knight Commander returned to the sky and became one of the gods. He is the god of justice and mercy, sitting at the same table with the god of war, Torrenia..."

Ah this.

ah this? ?

What are these?

Looking at the nun who was talking incessantly, Fate was confused.

Who made up the story of Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio? He was castrated, but they still worshipped him as a treasure in the temple. What was their intention in making up so many baseless and misleading stories?

Fate looked at the statue oddly.

The Dawn Knight ascended to heaven and became a god, how could he not know?

It's bad, everyone knows that the Dawn Knight is a messenger sent by God, but he is the only one who is kept in the dark.

"The Knight Commander of Dawn has never been defeated in his life. He is righteous and always wins every battle. Therefore, many people in the empire believe that he is the God of War, not Torrenia..."

"That." Hearing this, Fate couldn't help but interrupt the nun who talked about the Knight of Dawn as if she were talking about her idol.

"He seemed to have lost before?" Fate corrected.

“…Is there?”

"Didn't he lose the battle with the Scarlet Empress? Otherwise, how would he die?" Fate's words were quite direct.

This seemed normal to him. What was there to be ashamed of about the Dawn Knight? Wasn't he just one of the millions of living beings? What was so great about that?

"........" As soon as these words came out, Fate could clearly feel that the expression of the nun, who had been gentle and kind before, suddenly became a little dull.

Uh-huh.

"Oh, it's because that cunning old vampire was cheating, and the Knight-General has not yet recovered from the wound he suffered when he slayed a dragon in his early years, so that the hateful vampire got the advantage. Otherwise, in a fair one-on-one fight, that evil vampire would have been beheaded by the Knight-General's sword." The nun said coldly and firmly.

“........Is that so?” I didn’t know I was so powerful.

"Of course, he is the strongest Knight Commander!"

No, even in a one-on-one fight during his prime, he was no match for Christine.

"........" Fate hesitated to speak, thinking that he should not argue endlessly with the nun in front of him who had a serious idol filter on this issue.

They will still be colleagues in the future, so it’s best not to have a fight over something like this.

"So, do you understand, Mr. blond who is questioning the light of dawn that illuminates the entire continent?" the nun said a little angrily.

“.......I understand.” If you say yes, then that’s it, no objection.

(To explain what I said earlier, Feitao and Fate have separate personalities. This is an old tradition. Just like Blood Princess and Dragon Princess, Fate is an old knight, while Feitao is just a young fox who has been on the scene for less than five years.)

(Also, regarding the smoked meat issue, I thought it was common sense that in every Western fantasy novel, goblins were cunning but had no crafting skills and had to rely on robbing for everything. 0.0 They can’t produce smoked meat themselves. Human flesh rots in a few days, and can’t they really taste human flesh?)

Chapter 21: 20~Idol Effect

"I think I understand."

"So, sir, are you here to pray or to confess?"

"neither."

"Neither? Then may I ask what you are here for?" The nun was puzzled.

"I'm here looking for a job. I heard that your church has just been built and you need guards to maintain security and order."

"That's right, but sir, not everyone can be a guard of the Dawn Church. We need to find out your place of origin and resume. Besides, you should go to the godfather for these matters." The nun looked Fate up and down. For some reason, the man in front of her was clearly a stranger whom she met for the first time, but she always felt a vague sense of familiarity.

"Then where is the Godfather?"

"The Godfather is usually very busy, and now he is probably..."

"Rowling, someone is looking for me?" Just as the two were talking, a steady and heavy voice was heard.

"Mr. Godfather." Seeing the Godfather suddenly appear behind her, Sister Rowling saluted with a cross in her hand.

The Godfather waved his hand and looked at Fate.